It was a long tormented night before, I died and there I was... barely asleep in bed and sensing a major fatigue.. then came Diddy & Nicole. I rose from the dead under the musical ringtone of my phone and a familiar voice came through.. It was my sister.. asking if she could come over to my place and steal my internet for a while. Since the music and her request jived well, i said "Come to me".
And so she came.. not to my surprise she wished me happy birthday and did her stuff. She asked if I would like to go for lunch to celebrate. I nodded and off we went to 1 Utama, had lunch, had a mini cake (absolutely love the presentation) and blew the candle.

And so she came.. not to my surprise she wished me happy birthday and did her stuff. She asked if I would like to go for lunch to celebrate. I nodded and off we went to 1 Utama, had lunch, had a mini cake (absolutely love the presentation) and blew the candle.
- Location:Home
- Mood:
drained
A quarter of a century has passed. Yet life has just started. At 25, I've finally decided to embrace my inner nerd and jump on the blogging bandwagon.
While the majority of people use their blogs to vent their teenage angst, I aim to preserve my memory, amongst other things - sanity included. Blessed with the memory of a goldfish (ie, a 3-second capacity), and a knack for randomly forgetting large chunks of my life, I have concluded that blogging is my only salvation. That and it's the in-thing to do. So I'm told.
My life. My history. My blog - Life begins at 25.
drunk